WARNING: I’m going to brag about myself in this post. Probably a lot. And I just don’t care.
The other day we had a very bizarre thing happen at school: The power went out. Full-on blackout. It was crazy. I have heard many rumors of teachers that simply put their dry erase markers down, threw up their arms, and said, “Well, I guess that’s it for today!” Many even let their kiddos take out their cell phones and play on them. PLAY on them!
Not in my classroom!
Here’s the bragging part (remember, you’ve been warned): I didn’t even miss a beat. Lights go out. I acknowledge the strangeness of that happening. I move on explaining the water cycle and the importance of evapotranspiration.
Like. A. Boss.
I mean, seriously people, what about the teachers back in the one room schoolhouses? They never had power! Or, wait…did they? I have no idea, but let’s assume they didn’t. They managed to educate young minds without everything we have available to us today. It’s as simple as that.
Now, I understand the sadism inherent in my actions. Yes, my students wanted to quit and just play on their cell phones. Yes, they saw it as an injustice that I continued teaching. Yes, I wanted desperately to just go home (so I’m masochistic too, I guess). But, I’m a teacher. I’m a professional that is tasked with the education of young people and a silly power outage isn’t going to stop me.
The take-away from this post? Take pride in what you do! Don’t admit to your students that you need lights in order to teach them! In strange circumstances like these, show them that you’re one of the good ones by continuing on and succeeding with what you still have.
That, my friends, is the mark of a good teacher.
Sorry for bragging. But, I warned you, so it’s kind of your fault.